magnetize my spasm
my mouth like eel blood
the trapeze reticular vein
turning the handle inside out

the interlocking sirens
singing out of each pore 
like 1000 mouths

balm on the roof of my mouth
a kind of cruelty
a kind of present

I'm pressing the aux cord to womb
drowned out by our own tenderness
our own redness
link my hand, flex my throat

my corset of hair

psychic order to timeline
rat cord cramping the ligaments
dream cord evening out the nail beds

4 metal alloy tulips
grip on the eyeline
– smoke turning the cobwebs black

I'm trying to read 
the underpainting
while you reach over 
into my hand

greasing up the feeling
3 chords drip along my throat–
an idea, a likeness of you
washing the tide on me

measuring your distance by heat
the burner–a red bruise
merging with the hold

empty the breathing backward
amplify the sound of rotting fruit

reach a threshold of spirals
facing forward to overfamiliarity with
a red sign crushing the wing

your open thumb leaving
fingerprints on the air

blush extending into purple
rubbing my pressure points until I kneel
my choreography of dying

confession sonnet —

desire telepathizing trauma 
against concentric circles
reforming into volume
my phone glowing with your 
pointillism I can feel you like a 
deveined orange turning 
your cum into gristle
cock clipping the sheet metal
tired, aching, tarantular
in your yearn monopoly 
as you sand down heat
a plank irradiating 
the screen to reroute 
your tongue’s timelapse

breathing in fog 
breathing out mist
my heart turning my gums red

what is it undoing?
your chance again
again and again your chance

teething your silhouette
on erectile divination
heat discoloring and synthesizing

is this an archway?
a tower multiplying the songbirds
a red felt tip corrupting the software

your name like a sickness
pressing out of me